Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 903 Max's Previous Owner

Ronald opened his mouth, wanting to say something comforting, but he just ended up staring at the papers on the blanket, lost for words.

Selena, knowing him too well, sighed, "Just chill in the hospital and rest up. If I get the chance, I'll make her pay for this."

"Ms. Fair," Ronald looked up at her. "The entertainment biz is all about power. Without it, we're always gonna get pushed around. We're not big shots yet, so we gotta suck it up. The main thing is we're still kicking. So, don't sweat it. We'll just be smarter next time."

At thirty-two, Ronald had seen enough to know the score.

Selena nodded. When she got back to the car, she felt wiped out, not just physically, but mentally too.

She had hoped to take a few days off since most of the month's work was done, but now she just wanted to dive back into work, to turn S.M Corporation into a powerhouse so no one could mess with her.

She headed back to Ashbourne Manor to crash.

In the evening, she took Max for a walk.

Right now, only Max could lift her spirits a bit.

She took Max and left Ashbourne Manor, deciding to stroll around the area.

She ended up at the spot where she had once met Mia, who was sketching there, looking so innocent.

In such a short time, everything had flipped upside down.

Max suddenly started barking at a guy in the distance.

it was too far for Selena to make out his face; she could only tell he was tall and

bolted

Selena had no clue what Max

time she got there, the

circling the spot, tail wagging, ears

had a wild thought, 'Could

and

rain, and this

no umbrella, but Max

a bit. It felt like she was on a treasure hunt with

good at cheering herself up, so she focused on whether they could find this

wagging his tail ahead but also made sure Selena could keep

wiping the rain off

dead quiet around, probably because the sudden

deep breath and suddenly

it was

to Ashbourne Manor and sit

she kept walking along the path, not knowing how long she had walked when Max

looked up and saw, in the distance, a body being washed by the rain, blood mixing

a step back,

where the body lay, a man in a raincoat suddenly

a machete, and

crouched down, untying Max's

up was uphill, so going down would